Heavenly Spirit Pagoda Master: Qiangu Dongfeng

The door of the No. 2 forging room, which had been sealed for a day and a night, opened from the inside.

The messenger who came to deliver lunch was stunned on the spot, because this was the first time she had seen the occupant of this forging room in over a month...

And it was still a teenager?

Long Zijin walked out and onto the nineteenth-floor corridor.

This was the first time in thirty-two days that he had felt the cool caress of the outdoors.

The Flower Immortal Body had extremely strong resistance, coupled with the Amethyst Dragon martial soul, a month of high fever and high-intensity work was nothing.

However, after all, it was the flame produced by the Fire Dragon King Crown, and Long Zijin still felt his skin was dry, and his mental state was not very good.

Therefore, he simply submitted an application, planning to go to the floor where a water-attribute Titled Douluo was located to take a bath through simulated cultivation.

Just as Long Zijin was consuming high-level meals to replenish the consumption of the Flower Immortal Body.

The red elevator arrived with a "ding," and a red-haired, red-eyed woman and a man walked out of the elevator one after another.

The woman walking in front was wearing a black, form-fitting uniform, which only deputy tower masters were qualified to wear. Naturally, she was Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu.

The man who followed behind, however, was wearing a set of loose, moon-white robes, which belonged to the highest rank in the Spirit Pagoda's uniform system.

Observing this middle-aged man closely, his facial features and bone structure were clear, and he did not lose any of the handsomeness he had in his youth. As he strode forward, he exuded the aura of a superior and the hidden power of immense strength.

"Wow, it smells so good," Leng Yaozhu said, unable to help but praise as she approached.

Unlike the usual sweaty and sour impression of forging rooms, the No. 2 room where Long Zijin had stayed for over a month faintly exuded a delicate fragrance.

It was as if it were not a forging room of high heat and profuse sweating, but a flower garden built on the rooftop.

Even the burly man in the white shirt couldn't help but raise his thick eyebrows.

Long Zijin put down his golden spoon and said with a smile, "This is the special physique I mentioned earlier."

He looked past Leng Yaozhu and raised his chin, saying, "Sister Yaozhu, aren't you going to introduce him?"

The man in the white shirt heard the address "Sister Yaozhu" and couldn't help but be a little surprised, and began to examine the purple-haired youth up close.

Leng Yaozhu moved aside and said what the Dragon Emperor had expected: "This is the Tower Master of our Spirit Pagoda, Spirit Douluo."

"My name is Qiangu Dongfeng," the man said, a rare smile appearing on his stern face.

This was his goodwill towards the pleasing person in front of him.

"I've heard Yaozhu mention before that she found a super martial soul talent for our Spirit Pagoda. I've thought about visiting many times this past month, but I haven't found a suitable opportunity."

"However, I've finally met him today."

Long Zijin nodded slightly and said, "Tower Master Qiangu, you flatter me."

At this moment, Leng Yaozhu suddenly interjected, "Zijin, the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng has been found."

"Oh?" Long Zijin's eyes lit up and he asked, "Where is it?"

But Leng Yaozhu smiled somewhat stiffly and gestured to the person beside her, saying, "It's in the hands of our Tower Master Qiangu."

Qiangu Dongfeng took a step forward, and a faint light emanated from his soul guide. A jade box, about the size of two palms, was held in his right hand.

Instantly, Long Zijin felt his Flower Immortal Body stir. Through the jade box, a desire originating from his very essence made his face flush slightly.

Qiangu Dongfeng held the jade box and explained, "This item is one of the treasures in our Qiangu Family's treasury. I can give it to you, young brother, in my personal capacity, but there is a small request..."

He looked around and said, "That is, I would like to become acquainted with the Brother Di you mentioned, the one Yaozhu spoke of."

"Can you, young brother Long, facilitate this?"

Long Zijin raised an eyebrow: Become acquainted?

It's a recruitment, isn't it.

Councilor Xu was one of the thirty-six high-ranking officials of the Spirit Pagoda, and Long Zijin, relying on the ten-thousand-year gene memory of the Xu family, knew very well the ambition and unscrupulousness of this Spirit Douluo.

But then again...

"No problem," Long Zijin snapped his fingers lightly, and a wisp of destructive will pierced through space, disappearing outside the glass corridor to his right.

The next moment--

Leng Yaozhu and Qiangu Dongfeng simultaneously looked to the left with alarm bells ringing.

A streak of light, in human form, broke through layers of high-altitude airflow, directly traversed the transparent crystal wall of the nineteenth floor, and appeared beside Long Zijin. He slightly bowed and said in Dragon language, "Your Majesty, congratulations on your successful seclusion."

"Here, don't lose it again," Long Zijin handed over the new Dragon-Slaying Blade.

He then raised his face and gestured to the side, "Also, Tower Master Qiangu wants to witness your strength."

"Thank you, My Emperor, for your grace!" Di Guangming took the new Dragon-Slaying Blade.

Because the spirit within this blade already carried the Dragon Emperor's will, it would no longer damage the Holy Dragon King's golden body of life like it did when it was a blade embryo.

Di Guangming held the hilt in his right hand and gently stroked the back and blade of the sword with his left palm, his eyes filled with reluctance to part with it.

The next moment, his platinum dragon eyes sharpened, and the blade pointed towards the sky. An aura of unity between man and sword shot straight towards the dome, as if to cleave through the crystal ceiling of the nineteenth floor!

Under this powerful aura, Leng Yaozhu was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Even Qiangu Dongfeng's eyes widened, his face full of apprehension.

"Beyond his dual ultimate attributes, he is actually a master of the blade?" Leng Yaozhu's worldview was somewhat shaken.

It turned out that during their last encounter, he hadn't used his full strength at all; he had defeated her with just half a move.

Then, the opponent's true strength... just how exaggerated could it be?

Qiangu Dongfeng, meanwhile, had completely lost the composure he possessed when he first stepped out of the elevator.

Ever since Di Guangming appeared and instantly passed through the Level 9 Soul Tool crystal wall, Qiangu Dongfeng had concluded that the man was a master of movement techniques, an Agility-type Limit Douluo.

However, this assessment conflicted with the impressions of a Power-type attacker that Leng Yaozhu had described, such as the "dragon claws" and "dual ultimate attributes."

It wasn't until this moment, as the opponent raised a crystal blade that didn't even qualify as a Soul Tool, yet erupted with an edge that made his heart palpitate, that he realized the truth.

Only now did Qiangu Dongfeng dare to conclude: the opponent was absolutely a Quasi-God of both Power and Agility!

That's right, not a Limit Douluo, nor a mere Demigod.

But a powerhouse at the Quasi-God level!

Because he had only felt this kind of heaven-piercing sharpness and terrifying pressure once before from afar, when Yun Ming unleashed his Sky-Propping Spear Intent and defeated Qiangu Dieting with unstoppable force.

This meant that the golden-haired, white-clad man before him was likely a peerless figure capable of rivaling the strongest human Quasi-God, "Yun Ming."

Qiangu Dongfeng seemed to recall something and turned his gaze toward Long Zijin.

"If a Quasi-God is merely a respectful personal attendant, then within this reclusive Dragon Martial Soul clan, could there exist at least one..."

"A true god?!"

Thinking of this, Qiangu Dongfeng swallowed hard.

Just then, a pair of platinum pupils burned toward him, like a giant dragon looking down from above, startling Qiangu Dongfeng's spirit!

He hurriedly set aside his airs as the Pagoda Master and asked with a dry laugh, "May I ask, brother, could you reveal your name or title?"